Vande Mataram Lyrics & Meaning In English – National Song of India - Vande Maataram… Vande Maataram Sujalaam Sufalaam Malayaj Sheetalaam Sasyashyaama
Vande Mataram Lyrics & Meaning In English – National Song of India
Vande Mataram Lyrics by Bankim Chandra Chatterjee
Vande Mataram is the national song of India. It was composed by Bankim Chandra Chatterjee in a mixture of Bengali & Sanskrit. The first political occasion where it was sung was the 1896 session of the Indian National Congress. In 1950 ( after India's independence), the song's first two verses were given the official status of the "national song" of the Republic of India, distinct from the national anthem of India, Jana Gana Mana.
Vande Mataram Lyrics In English
Vande Maataram… Vande Maataram
Sujalaam Sufalaam Malayaj Sheetalaam
Sasyashyaamalaam Maataram
Vande Maataram…
Shubhrajyothsnaa Pulakith Yaamineem
Pullakusumitha Drumadhala Shobhineem
Suhaasineem Sumadhura Bhaashineem
Sukhadhaam Varadhaam Maataram… Vande Maataram
Koti Koti Kanta Kalakala Ninaadhakaraale
Koti Koti Bhujair Dhrutha Kharakarvaale…
Abalaa Ke Namaa Eith Bale…
Bahubala Dhaarineem Namaami Thaarineem
Ripudhalavaarineem Maataram…
Vande Maataram…
Thimi Vidyaa Thimi Dharma, Thumi Hridi Thumi Marma
Thvam Hi Praanaah Shareere…
Baahuthe Thumi Maa Shakthi… Hridhaye Thumi Maa Bhakti
Tho Maarai Prathimaa Gadi… Mandhire Mandhire
Vande Maataram…
Thvam Hi Durgaa Dashapraharana Dhaarinee
Kamalaa Kamaladhala Vihaarinee…
Vaanee Vidyaadaayinee… Namaami Thvaam
Namaami Kamalaam Amalaam Athulaam
Sujalaam Sufalaam Maataram
Vande Maataram…
Shyaamalaam Saralaam Sushmithaam Bhooshithaam
Dharaneen Bharaneen Maataram
Vande Maataram…. Vande Maataram
Vande Mataram Lyrics Meaning In English
Mother, I salute thee!
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
bright with orchard gleams,
Cool with thy winds of delight,
Green fields waving Mother of might,
Mother free.
Glory of moonlight dreams,
Over thy branches and lordly streams,
Clad in thy blossoming trees,
Mother, giver of ease
Laughing low and sweet!
Mother I kiss thy feet,
Speaker sweet and low!
Mother, to thee I bow.
Who hath said thou art weak in thy lands
When swords flash out in seventy million hands
And seventy million voices roar
Thy dreadful name from shore to shore?
With many strengths who art mighty and stored,
To thee I call Mother and Lord!
Thou who saves, arise and save!
To her I cry who ever her foe drove
Back from plain and sea
And shook herself free.
Thou art wisdom, thou art law,
Thou art heart, our soul, our breath
Though art love divine, the awe
In our hearts that conquers death.
Thine the strength that nerves the arm,
Thine the beauty, thine the charm.
Every image made divine
In our temples is but thine.
Thou art Durga, Lady and Queen,
With her hands that strike and her
swords of sheen,
Thou art Lakshmi lotus-throned,
And the Muse a hundred-tone,
Pure and perfect without peer,
Mother lend thine ear,
Rich with thy hurrying streams,
Bright with thy orchard gleems,
Dark of hue O candid-fair
In thy soul, with jewelled hair
And thy glorious smile divine,
Loveliest of all earthly lands,
Showering wealth from well-stored hands!
Mother, mother mine!
Mother sweet, I bow to thee,
Mother great and free!
Vande Mataram Lyrics
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